~     sylveon    ~    
                      
                     
                                 
                              
                              
                              
         countersense fairy    
      canine?                     
                          palliative? 
                                 
 appearance: sylveon resemble  dogs  in  
   many ways, with similar  small bodies 
    and faces. they are small and   
       nimble, and with white fur.  
                               
                                 
 the  most striking  feature  is      
 their "ribbons",    long  flat feelers 
 that  they     use  to  bind    or  to 
 interface  with  the minds   of others 
                          
   the  ribbons play  a large  social   
   role  among   sylveons.           
   they  induce a sense of wellbeing, 
   and can ease  pain  if  applied    
 close to a wound.      it is thought 
 they feed  off  the pain of  others    
                 this  way.    
                              
                              
      sylveon  are  great  partners 
 to humans,  but  care should be taken   
 to  limit  exposure to    ribbons,    
   since  with prolonged contact      
  the consciousnesses  start  to  blend, 
 an   environment  in   which          
 the  sylveon is  much  more  at home,   
    and   it   will   take    advantage. 
                     
   medicinal                     
 ...      !!!                         
                                 
                              
 its   sap                        
         poison        putting 
 thoughts    into             
 not    killed.                     
   but  is    loyal    (lie!  lie!) 
                                 
                               
                             
 the  nature of the  coma  depends on the 
 intensity of  the  sylveon's  feeding.  
      you  will succumb  to  a    
         fast-growing  addiction   
  that leads to a submissive        
     and  sluggish  state       
                
  eventually  you will  slowly slip  
   into    a    long    slumber,   
   becoming     sap   in the  vines